*A Love Undiagnosed* (lord)
A F#
A F#
A F#
Your shoulders hurt, your fingers have withered away
A F#
Your movements fade, your circulation has strayed
D E F# E D
It's not what you meant but now the damage is permanent
A E D F#
Oh you've lost what matters most
A E D
Oh it's a love undiagnosed
A F#
You atrophied, you've lost the skin from your toes
A F#
Your body feels the only symptom it knows
D E F# E D
You didn't know but what you hide still has to show
A E D F#
Oh you waited for a ghost
A E D E
Oh it's a love undiagnosed
F# E
you hid from what you couldn't have
F# E
but you hid too long
F# E
now all you have are just the scars
D E D E D E F# F#
A F#
You used to think that we were able to fly
A F#
We lost that gift so you let the possible die:
D E F# E D
To understand, to feel a touch from someone's hand
A E D F#
Oh and now it's done what it's supposed
A E D
Oh it's a love undiagnosed
E D
E D
E D
D E D E D E F#
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